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conway the machine - bulldog lyrics

told you lil bum ass n+ggas man
f+ck out my way man
run with us and get ran over n+gga
straight up
(uh)

{verse}
mac+10 on the shoestring (yea)
east+side buffalo, that’s how we do things (huh?)
f+ck n+gga think i been f+cking his boo+thing
that bum b+tch can’t even tie my yeezy boot strings (hahahaha)
a coward die a thousand deaths (for real)
this for them n+ggas in yard doing a thousand sets
keep the .40 tucked down in my sweats
went to cali, found a sour connect
uh, dior homme boxers
bulldog .44 dome rocker (ooh)
uh, smoke every day like a rasta
in the booth i’m a monster, shoutout my n+gga [?] (what up my n+gga?)
in real life i’m really live (huh?)
a n+gga violated once and the n+gga died (facts)
free all my n+ggas doin’ 25 (free the homies)
50 shot drum, hit a n+gga 20 times (yo)
[hook]
(ayo), now they back for more
real motherf+ckers coming at your door
(yo), you need to practice more
this for real, ain’t no motherf+cking act at all
and now they back for more
real motherf+ckers coming at your door
you need to practice more
this for real, ain’t no motherf+cking act at all

[verse 2]
(yo) blow the dust off the record
truth be told, you ain’t saying much off the record
[?] god, the booth, you get brushed off the record
and it’s mad disrespect, rolled the dutch off your record
and you a f+cking sh+t sandwich, cut the crust off
i bust off, your crew is just bunk, you f+cking duck sauce
i’m roasting you, [?] heating it up
c smash you into pieces then we sweeping you up
easily crushed, we feigning and my legion is tough
indeed you a [?], achieving a believable rush
pump adrenaline, your melon get touched
rip the lettering off of your birth certificate
first slipping the venom and
alert your men and them
old souls remembering
raw sh+t, i’m tryna see more chips than [?]
and you know where my loyalty lies
mentally, i destroy ’em inside
motherf+cker
[hook]
(yo), (yo) now they back for more
real motherf+ckers coming at your door
(yo), you need to practice more
this for real, ain’t no motherf+cking act at all
and now they back for more
real motherf+ckers coming at your door
you need to practice more
this for real, ain’t no motherf+cking act at all

- conway the machine lyrics

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